His instincts had been right. Simon, you have to get away from her. Simon looked down, his voice barely audible.
I don’t know how. Isaiah straightened, determination hardening his gaze. I’ll help you.
Simon looked at him, a flicker of hope lighting his face. Why would you do that? Isaiah met his gaze, his voice steady. Because you gave me a chance, and everyone deserves to be free.
The two of them sat in silence, bound by a shared resolve. Finally, Simon nodded. Alright, I trust you, Isaiah.
In the days that followed, Isaiah shared Simon’s story with Tasha. Though sceptical, she agreed to help. They began by observing Amelia, learning her routines and who she met with.
One evening, Tasha overheard Amelia meeting with a man at a cafe, discussing plans to transfer Simon’s assets. When she relayed this to Isaiah, he knew they had to act fast. The next night, they followed Amelia to a mansion on the outskirts of town.
Sneaking in, they found her in a study, papers spread before her as she whispered on the phone, detailing plans to strip Simon of everything. Isaiah and Tasha snapped photos of the documents, slipping out before Amelia could notice. The next morning, Isaiah handed Simon the evidence, his heart pounding.
This is everything you need to prove what she’s doing. Simon’s eyes widened as he scanned the papers, his face paling. You’ve saved me, Isaiah.
But Simon needed a witness for his confrontation with Amelia, and he asked Isaiah to join him. Later that evening, they arrived at Simon’s mansion. As they waited, the tension in the air grew thick…
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